Help, I've become a paper man

The boy's words were even more confusing. Song Yi thought for two seconds before he remembered his previous remarks about whether it was appropriate for him to know about the beast form now.

He asked tentatively, "Are you saying that I can have a beast form?"

The question was not blunt and still left enough room. Jasmine looked at the boy without saying anything in rebuttal. Even the melancholy boy's attention turned to her. The boy was suddenly stared at by three people and he shrank back without any more defensive moves. Song Yi still looked away first, hoping that he would relax. Then Jasmine and the boy also reacted and looked away, but their ears were still closely focused on this side.

After being silent for almost half a minute, the boy spoke again and said, "All of them, but you can change."

So he skipped the first half of the sentence and wanted to ask the main point directly. But before he could ask how to change into a beast form, there was a commotion over there. When they were discussing something that was considered "common sense" but Song Yi didn't know, the situation over there also changed. The Duke's fingers lifted the strong man's hand again, lowered his head and kissed the back of his hand. It was the girl who started to make a noise, and the slightly older woman followed closely and cheered, as if celebrating the success of the proposal. The atmosphere at that moment made Song Yi feel like he was back in his student days.

It's a pity that the sturdy man was just chatting, but he was still a pure lover. The heat instantly spread from his cheeks to his ears. He suddenly pulled his hand back, and the celebration that had just begun stopped in time. The tail sound still remained in the air, turning into a faint embarrassment.

The Duke had no expression. He slowly withdrew his hand and said, "It's almost time for supper. I still have some official business to attend to. The head nurse will take you to choose your rooms later. See you in the restaurant later."

After saying goodbye, the Duke turned around, her skirt spread out on the ground, and she slowly left with the fragrance of flowers. The players were left looking at each other in silence. The strong man who took the blame still had a stiff face, and the blush on his cheeks completely faded.

No one blamed him, but the problem was with him. It was like going from carrying the whole game to sorry the whole game. Everyone's silent gaze at this moment was already the biggest condemnation for him. The pride that the man had just gained from trying to gain favor collapsed in an instant.

For a full half minute, no one took any action, including Song Yi.

He was totally out of work mode just now, hadn't made any contribution, and had no right to blame others. Now they were sitting together only because of the group task. When the progress was not being made, the best way to collaborate was not to mess with the mentality of teammates.

But when he saw a familiar figure approaching, he glanced at the sturdy man, and seeing that the other party was indifferent, he stood up first, took the initiative to greet the newcomer, and said, "You are here."

The polite words made the other party slightly stunned, and then he smiled and replied: "Yes, the master asked me to take everyone to choose a room. Is it convenient now?"

The person the Duke said would come "later" was now in front of them. This person was the one who had brought them into the manor before, but no one guessed her identity at the time. Now they know that she is the head maid, not an ordinary maid.

There was nothing much to say, so everyone followed the head maid out of the garden and into the building. The weather should be good in the near future, and the ancient building was not damp, nor did it smell musty. With good cleaning, there was even a faint floral scent.

As they walked forward, the head maid began to introduce the place, describing everything from the name of each flower in the garden to which one the Duke liked best. Song Yi couldn't help but ask her name. After all, along the way, everyone just knew her position and didn't know her name yet.

She was slightly stunned, then smiled and replied, "Just call me 'Head Maid'. I like this title. It's something I'm proud of."

This was an interesting answer, attractive enough to make people listen. At least Song Yi's attention was caught as she introduced the stories behind the furnishings they were passing by, from the long sword that the Duke received at his coming-of-age ceremony, which had accompanied the Duke into battle and pierced the throats of enemies, to the Duke's first painting...all kinds of items related to the Duke filled the castle, and from their respective experiences, they could barely piece together the image of a mature woman who was brave, good at fighting, and who understood the fun of life.

If someone with such good eloquence were to work in modern society instead of in a profession similar to today's, and instead switch to another profession, whether it be as a tour guide, a shopping guide, or a marriage matchmaker, he or she would also have good achievements.

Maybe she would come out of a scenic spot and lead the group to a shopping spot. Even if it was just to make up the numbers, she would talk about the historical stories of the attractions they had just visited and the products they would see later. When she finished talking, the products would be sold out as soon as they got off the bus.

Anyway, looking at the reaction of the sturdy man, Song Yi was sure that after seeing the Duke, the task of conquering the Duke could be handed over to this teammate. However, he could not be too reassured, because the sturdy man seemed to be really conquered by the Duke's past experiences, and to what extent. Song Yi had no doubt that if the final outcome was that the "qualified husband" survived, the Duke would not need to take action, and the sturdy man would have picked up the knife first.

Perhaps it was because his eyes were too straightforward, the sturdy man also looked over. After meeting Song Yi's face that was filled with worry but an "I understand" smile, the sturdy man said the words that he remembered deeply.

The strong man said, "Don't panic, I have a plan."

...Help me! This makes me feel more like a love-brained person. It makes me even more worried.

Aside from their excitement, two children were walking together, following not too far away. Song Yi hadn't noticed that his "bodyguard" was on the verge of falling behind, and was laughing and joking with the burly man. Jasmine's shoulder was close to the boy's shoulder, and the distance between them was less than a fist.

If Song Yi saw this scene, he would come over and tell her not to fall in love too early.

Unfortunately, he didn't see it, and Jasmine didn't fall in love too early. They walked together along the corridor, their eyes following the backs in front of them, just walking quietly.

Jasmine asked, "Are you talking about type B life forms?"

At the same time, the boy said, "I am the goat."

Their voices were very soft, drowned out by the sturdy man's angry scolding of Song Yi for "meddling in other people's business". Amid Song Yi's laughter, the flash of surprise on Jasmine's face disappeared. They distanced themselves as if nothing had happened. Jasmine slightly quickened her pace and followed Song Yi. The boy still followed slowly behind, just as he appeared.

The head maid here stopped introducing herself and led everyone forward with a smile, making sure they did not stray from the path. She did not interfere with the conversation between Song Yi and the strong man. There was really no need to interrupt as the two were evenly matched.

If we have to say, Song Yi is tall and the strong man is muscular, and when people with these two elements get together and have an argument, people subconsciously think that "they will fight". But these two are not like that. Song Yi said that the strong man is "love-brained" and the strong man said that Song Yi is a "little brat", which is completely the level of elementary school students. They kept arguing with each other, and the "argument" made the two of them very motivated. The girl next to them rolled her eyes at them, and the woman also looked like she wanted to say something but stopped. She raised her hands and put them down, and finally pinched the hem of her clothes awkwardly.

Finally, it was Jasmine who walked up to the head maid, raised her head, and broke the deadlock with a childish voice. She asked, "Sister, are we living in a single room?"